Azrael Academy (Now Open and Accepting)

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Azrael Academy

Welcome to Azrael Academy. My name is Archangel Azrael I am your Headmaster. This academy is located on an island within the Veil of the Bermuda Triangle. This island is inhabited by some of the most dangerous creatures the world has forgotten, these creatures live outside the walls of the dwelling. This Island has all the commodities of modern living to make the ones dwelling here as comfortable as possible. Only those invited as well as their families are allowed to pass through the Veil and make it out without any problems. This Academy host junior high to high school. The only thing is that this academy host beings anywhere from supernatural species such as vampires and werewolves to superhuman with limited powers such as elemental or enhanced physical abilities. The classes that the students will take will teach them to improve on their abilities along with math, literature, science, and etc. Each student will live in dorm rooms which they will someone else if lucky they might have their own room. Students have four classes to begin with, two school subjects and two other classes of your choice.

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Azrael Academy

1.) Follow Gaian T.O.S if you havent read it them click the back button and read it before you come back.
2.) Please keep PG-13 I do not feel like getting banned
3.) Do not submit an application and post once only to leave. Send Applications to Me titled Azrael Academy
4.) Keep posting between 2 lines and 5 paragraphs. You will get 2 warnings about short posts and then you better start writing more.
5.) Keep your powers in control please. Everybody can have up to 3 main powers with 5 sub-powers and no mind control or being able to kill others without their consent. I do not want to play the bad guy and make you edit your post.
6.) Use pictures please do not let them get obnoxiously large please.
7.) Pretty posts aren't required.
8.) Please have decent spelling and grammar.
9.) ((girl characters only)) Please make sure your character has more then just a bra and panties on in the picture okay? Im tired of seeing pictures with bra's and panties in it all over roleplays.
Any other rules will be added later so check back!

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Azrael Academy

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Student Profile
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Powers (Don't be overpowered):
Bio (Give me a good one):
Pets (Yes you can have one nothing too big though):
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Teacher Profile
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Azrael Academy

Dorm List

Co-ed/Shared Dorms
1: Dominique Giadorno, Alice Esporea
2: Nanaki Red, Senri
3: Kaname Kuran, Nixie
4: Synchro, Ren Ichigami
5: Zane Suluco, Daichi Von Allen


Teacher Dorms
1: Kail'ub Thraatch
2: Blinda Karpinnen
3: Alexander Nightwind
4: Kal'ika Vercopa
5: Damian Maxwell

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Azrael Academy

Student Profiles

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Azrael Academy

Gaia Proflie Name: Razer_Swordsman
Character Name: Azrael
Race: Archangel
Age: Unknown
What you look like
Powers: I am the Archangel of Death, I have the power of death, as well as reincarnation. I can appear amongst beings with or without wings at my own discretion. My wings are used for flight but not in the same manner as any creature. I need simply to spread his wings out and I can instantly take flight. I am stronger than humans, demons as well as other angels and archangels. I can appear and disappear at will. My body cannot be physically by any earth weapon, magic can't hurt me, the only thing that can hurt me are weapon's from heaven. I can be hurt and killed by few Archangels. I can control my physical matter to the point where people can walk right through me. My sight and hearing can pick up things that a human's cannot. Along with being able to become invisible I can make it so that humans are unable to feel me.
I cannot make themselves invisible or matter less to other angels though. The best way to hide from an angel if you're one yourself is to appear in human form, without wings. I can sense things through the spirit of a being, and essentially there is little difference between angel spirits and human spirits. I have some telepathic ability. I can choose to speak others telepathically
I can appear as a Black and White Ram.
Bio: Shortly my creation, I was assigned to study a phenomenon not well-understood by Heaven at that time: the disposition of human souls. The angels had long known that some human souls arrived in Heaven, and others did not. Reincarnation and oblivion had been offered as theories, but no one really knew where the "missing" souls were going . . . and the Seraphim Council intuited that following the Fall, this question might be very important. I was given the Word of Death to carry out my duties. In my research, I learned how to track human souls after death -- an accomplishment other angels have been unable to duplicate. I confirmed that reincarnation and disbandment both occurred, in some cases. I also discovered that many souls were anchoring themselves to the corporeal plane as ghosts, or to the ethereal plane as dream-shades. Some were drawn into the domains of ethereal spirits. They were banished to a nether-realm on the celestial plane. At one time, this had been a bleak and empty place where the dead shuffled forever in miserable isolation. But then the Fallen arrived (Fallen Angel), and the place became known as Hell. The demons were torturing and sometimes destroying the damned souls confined there, and using them to supply Essence. Other demons did not and wanted to live in peace. This revelation appalled Heaven. I was elevated to the status of Archangel, and given the duty of making sure no souls were misdirected away from Heaven. He and his Servitors would gently separate ghosts and dream-shades from their anchors, retrieve pagan souls from ethereal domains, and prevent the demons from claiming any souls that didn't belong to them. I was extremely effective at my job. Angels of Death became the bane of pagan gods, and exorcised hundreds of ghosts that had been clinging to the corporeal plane. Azrael instructed his Servitors to also teach humans to accept Death; that it was merely a transition to their next state, and that if they lived their lives well, they had no need to fear it. But I also began a few secret projects. I could not accept that those souls damned to Hell must suffer for all eternity for mistakes they'd made in their too-short mortal existences. So the Archangel of Death began ministering to the damned, sneaking into Hell to locate human souls who might be converted to selflessness, and made worthy of Heaven. The other was this Academy
Personality: I am one of the kindest angels out of the angel council regardless of my title.

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Day 1's Schedule.

The arrival of new students

Day 2 Schedule

Breakfast, Get Class Schedule, 1st Day of Class

[General Condom]

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☆ Steps echoed, along with many others, came from the girl who held her luggage on wheels. They would bump a few cracks in the sidewalk, but she would continue on her way to her new home and let the sound of it fade away in her mind as it was elsewhere. Dominique's black hair was put up in a rather neat bun, a red ribbon tied and hanging from it. Strands of black bang partially covered her face, but still able to make out her eyes which were in a gold hue. The soft strides of her legs made silent ruffles from her short black and crimson dress. It was her style and she loved it. Dominique took a deep breath once she appeared on campus, looking at the rather decent, but very nice looking building. The grip on her luggage had tightened, somewhat feeling this was not right, but it would be good for her. The demon blinked a few times and made her way to the main office to sign in and receive her things. The door opened to the room and she let her things rest behind her as she looked over the counter to see a woman typing at her computer. The woman stopped and raised an eyebrow, giving the girl a gentle smile. "Dominique Giadorno...." She said softly, the woman picking up an envelope and a key, handing it over quietly. Dominique thanked her, the sound of the woman at the desk checking Dominique off on the list. Grabbing the handle off her luggage, her stern look gazed out on the school grounds, noticing how lovely it actually looked from her view from the office. Not that bad. Now, it was just to find her dorm and she would be done with the searching, that was, for the time being.


Dominique was glad to be given a small map that showed the schools layout. Her head bobbed up to see a building that was labeled "Dormitory's" on the silver plaque and on her map. Well that didn't take as long as she thought it would. The demon kept her belongings close by, now walking inside and looking at the room numbers. She had room one, so this shouldn't be difficult. Finding it, she let out a small breath of relief, her hand taking hold of the key and putting it inside the lock, hearing a slight click before twisting, and entering her new home. It was empty, or that's how it felt. Dominique placed her luggage by her bed. There were two beds in her view now. Guess it was co-ed then. But she wasn't really looking forward to a roommate. Just only because of previous experiences of having a crappy one. Dominique put away as much things as she could before finishing. Her new room felt a little more comfortable, now that her things were placed neatly in drawers and the closet. The girl opened a window and let in the breeze and salty air the island gave, immediately putting her in a quiet state. Leaning on her window sill, she closed her eyes, letting the wind blow through her hair, grazing lightly on her cheeks. It truly did give her that 'welcome home' feeling.

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[Agent Sawbones]

"Yeah, alright. I got it dad. Thanks." Kail'ub said to his father after they had finished lugging a load of his belongings and teaching materials into his teacher's dorm room. "I'm not a kid anymore," he said, seemingly unaware of the visual irony in his appearance. After they made hasty and awkward goodbyes, Kail'ub unpacked everything and did his best to put them in their place. He was especially careful with a special set of enchanted silver shackles he had on hand in case of certain incidents, which he dutifully locked away in a wooden chest he placed on the floor near his desk. He hung the tarnished brass skeleton key on the wall above it under a label that read, "In case of potentially catastrophic emergencies, unlock the bouncing, shaking chest." He put the key to the shackles in an obvious place in one of his drawers before sitting back to enjoy a sandwich.

[Idiosyncratic Self]

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↑† ← Guitarist.↖♫↘ Mischievous.↗❤ ↙Little Wonder.↓♩→



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Synchro stepped out of the taxi with her guitar and amp cases, along with her small suitcase. Nice Place. She hopped up the stairs and headed to her dorm. 4. Great. I hate that number. She layed down her guitar on the bed farthest from the window, and put the few clothes she had in the dresser. Her stomach growled a bit. Oh, I'm hungry.

Synchro decided to go looking for a cafeteria. She floated around trying to find it....


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[Alavar Dawnton]

I am here still waiting
Though i still have my doubts
I am damaged at best
Like you've already figured out

𝕬lexander 𝕹ightwind

Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
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The first day of school and already, he felt like knocking out. Last night was one of the more crazier parties he was dragged into since most of the teachers desired a time to hang out before the students came in to take most of their "precious time" from them. Alexander never saw the students as an annoyance. As a matter of fact, he found interest in each student that he used to teach ever since the day he started his psychology class. When he found out about the large diversity of a person's mind and their beliefs, it made him only more curious as to why anyone would do what they did. And that was one of the many reasons why he became a teacher.

"Ugh... I don't want to get up just yet... But why...?" He whined under his breath, struggling to just get out of bed. As he got up, he stared at his room for a few seconds, recalling that he came here a few days ago. It was a routine thing he has been used to due to teaching for how many years? Approximately 8 years already. But this time, he wasn't teaching other humans-- but as a matter of fact, he was going to start teaching other types of races which he really didn't mind. Finally after what felt like numerous hours to him, even though it only turned out to be just 5 minutes in the world, Alexander was able to get up and get himself ready for today's workload. It didn't seem much, even though the students were coming in and checking out their rooms for the time being, but he was a teacher and he had things to do. After getting cleaned and fully dressed, he checked himself one last time before getting his bag and walking out of the room.

I still see your reflection
Inside of my eyes
That are looking for a purpose
They're still looking for life